She’d been glaring at him, silently, for several minutes, sitting with her arms crossed in her father’s recliner. Jeremy sat on the couch, wringin... his hands together as he detailed how much - or how little - he knew about Petra and Jake.“Wow, Jeremy,” she said dryly, “I knew you were a creep. I didn’t know you were a complete asshole.”Jeremy put up his hands, palms out. “I’m just, um, looking out for you. You know.”Petra rolled her eyes. “Right. And I suppose you’d like some sort of. “Yeah, I know.”“Sam, I like you. But are we friends? Are we fuck buddies?" Kayla said, putting on her clothes, confused. She had caught feelings for Sam Prescott.“I like you too, Kayla. But to answer your question... I don’t know. I do know one thing. I got you.”Kayla smiled. The bell rang for the next class.“What you got next period?”“This college prep class,” Kayla said.“I got you, girl.”They proceeded to walk towards Kayla’s classroom.“You sure?" Kayla asked.Sam kissed her on the cheek.“I. “I thought you were gonna come in my room?” I asked. “Well, it won't screw up what we have, will it?” Tim asked. Then I got on the couch and kissed him. “No, it won't. We enjoyed being together 2 hours ago, and we'll still like it tomorrow. I promise,” I replied. Then he put his faith in me and took my hand. We both walked over to my bedroom and I shut and locked the door as he sat down on my bed. Then I got right in front of him. “So you really like this?” I asked as I took off the robe. Then. We are in my room and we haven't seen each other the night before. she climbs on top of me to sit on my face,pulls down my pants and start jerking me with two fingers as usual.she arrived to my home just minutes before with her bike and having my face buried in her sweaty lycra pants was already driving me crazy,making my tiny little cock reach the 4.5" which mark the extreme maximum size that i can reach.at this point,after pulling down those wonderful sweat smelling pants and started eating.